The War of Resistance

Xiao Dupan and Chen Hanwen held back their laughter and neither of them wanted to tell the truth.

Didn't Old Mao Wang say that everyone has secrets, and everyone is destined to have their own secrets with them to the grave.

The little dustpan is still hoping to use this oblique scolding of Mr. Wang to wake up himself in the grave in the future!

Shang Zhen and the others hid in the mountains and watched for a while, but they didn't see anything.

"It's so lively in other places, why is it so quiet here?" Old Mao Wang finally returned to normal, no longer showing off his new pair of shoes.

But at this moment, the four of them heard gunshots like popping beans coming from the front right.

"Huh? Are those Guizhou people and Japanese devils fighting again?" Xiao Dupan was puzzled when he heard the gunshot.

Shang Zhen held up the binoculars and looked forward, but he couldn't see why because of the obstruction of the short mountain in front of him.

"How about we move forward?" said the so-called little dustpan who is not afraid of big troubles when watching the excitement.

"Let's not rush forward. You said that we have rushed to the battlefield several times. This guy fights on both sides, and we will be caught in the middle!" Chen Hanwen expressed concern.

It's just that it doesn't matter whether you worry about this kind of thing or not, it's not Chen Hanwen's turn to decide.

Shang Zhen listened for more than ten minutes, and the gunshots had faded away, so he discussed with Old Mao Wang, and finally the two decided to go further.

After a while, Shang Zhen and the four of them began to climb a low mountain.

The short mountain is not high, but the hillside is not steep but very long.

And at this time, Old Mao Wang suddenly said, "Why do I feel the gunshots are approaching?"

Everyone is a veteran. After Wang Laomao reminded him, the other three people suddenly came to their senses. It's not a big deal. They thought they were getting closer to the battlefield, but now it seems that the battlefield is also approaching them at the same time. It's moving!

"Come on? Run?" Old Mao Wang asked Shang Zhen.

"If you run fast, you will be sorry for your new pair of shoes!" Shang Zhen laughed.

"I like this sentence!" Little Dustpan remarked beside him.

"You little bastard!" Old Mao Wang scolded, and the four of them finally started running to the top of the mountain.

And when they ran to the top of the hill and hid behind the ridgeline of the hill and looked into the distance, they were surprised to find that the battlefield was quite far away from them, but they saw someone running towards them from afar.

"Look at what's going on!" the little dustpan said anxiously.

Looking at people from a certain distance, they can only see the figure but cannot see the color of the clothes clearly.

Shang Zhen raised the binoculars again and began to observe. He just adjusted the focus and saw clearly, then said: "The situation is not good, our people have been hunted down."

Although Old Mao Wang, Little Dustpan, and Chen Hanwen stretched their necks to look, they were a little far away, and they couldn't see clearly even if they were in a hurry.

At this time, Shang Zhen continued to tell what he saw: "We have about forty or fifty people, and there must be more little devils behind us than us.

Only a part of the people ran to us, and the rest ran in other directions. "

"What's the situation? It seems that our people went to fight the devils, but they were chased back by the devils." Old Mao Wang analyzed beside him.

Because judging from the position of the previous gunshot, it should be the front of the trench where the Guizhou Army bombed the Japanese tank a few days ago, and it can only be the position of the Japanese army.

Old Mao Wang was analyzing, and Shang Zhen said again: "Oh, it's our people, I think these people belong to our Northeast Army!"

When Shang Zhen said this, Old Mao Wang, Little Dustpan, and Chen Hanwen became even more energetic, and the three immediately picked up their rifles.

When covering for the Qian army last time, Shang Zhen and the others had almost fired 7.63mm bullets, and each of them only had dozens of rounds left.

And this kind of 7.63mm pistol ammunition is common to the flower mechanism and box gun, so their flower mechanism and box gun are not used for the time being, and even the flower mechanism is not brought out.

At this time, the three of Wang Laomao and the others raised their guns, naturally intending to cover the officers and soldiers who ran over.

Not to mention that it was the Northeast Army who ran over, as long as it was the Chinese army, in this case, it is impossible for them not to take action.

And at this moment, Shang Zhen once again told the situation ahead: "I saw the little devil's cavalry!"

"What? Cavalry?" Old Mao Wang was a little confused when he heard that.

There were only a few dozen people from the Northeast Army running over, and there were only four of them. It was a bit difficult for them to fight as cavalry.

After that, Shang Zhen continued, "There are about twenty cavalrymen of the little devils."

"There are only about twenty people - even if he is a fart!" Old Mao Wang has a solid foundation in his heart.

If the Japanese army had more cavalry, it would be impossible for infantry like them not to be afraid.

Although it is also a mountainous area here, but the mountain is gentle, and the Japanese cavalry rushed up, it was like a tiger chasing a flock of sheep.

But the lack of cavalry in the Japanese army is another matter. They can "wrestle their wrists" with the cavalry of the Japanese army through the only box shells left!

That is to say, veterans like Shang Zhenwang Laomao and the others have experience in fighting the Japanese cavalry, so they are not too afraid in their hearts.

This is true of all people, both enemies and us, and the guts are all with elastic bands! If the enemy is weak, then I will naturally be tougher, and if the enemy is weak, I will naturally be looser.

But then Old Mao Wang's question came again: "This little devil is very courageous, more than 20 cavalry dare to chase more than 50 people!"

It's just that Shang Zhen didn't answer him again this time, and Shang Zhen had already put down the telescope, because the officers and soldiers of the Northeast Army who were being chased by the Japanese army had already approached, and the cavalry of the Japanese army had also approached.

"Little dustpan, Chen Hanwen, you two, run to the hill on the right!" Shang Zhen ordered.

"Okay!" The little dustpan responded with infinite pride, and Chen Hanwen ran to another short hill on the right with a gun.

It's just that when the two of them had just run a few steps, Shang Zhen added something that shocked the little dustpan and almost sprained his ankle!

Because Shang Zhen said: "Be careful, just now I saw another tank coming from a distance!"

"Damn! You're panting!" At this moment, Old Mao Wang gasped.

It's fine for the Japanese cavalry to chase them out. Why are there still tanks behind them?

Old Mao Wang always spoke like Aunt Jieyang, and Shang Zhen had already gotten used to it. At this time, Shang Zhen had already put his rifle to his shoulder.

"The more you chase the little devil, the more you will be saved! But you can't do what the little devil wants!" Shang Zhen replied while aiming.

"Then you have to weigh it, whether our little arms and legs can hold other people's thighs!" Old Mao Wang retorted.

The two people were talking without delaying the movement of their hands. At this moment, the rifles in the hands of Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao rang out at the same time.

The Japanese cavalry was really very close, and they were only 200 meters away from the Chinese officers and soldiers in front. As for Shang Zhen, they were now less than 400 meters away.

Let's not talk about how accurate veterans like Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao are in rifle shooting, but shooting cavalry is different from shooting infantry.

In the sound of gunfire from Wang Laomao and Shang Zhen, two Japanese horses fell to the ground, and the Japanese cavalry on the horses fell off their horses.